Baker didn’t protest. In fact, he wrapped his arms around Reno’s neck and pulled him closer, spreading his legs to accommodate him. Slipping his hands behind his mate, Reno drew him closer, tasting, teasing, and driving himself insane with need.
Baker seemed to be just as needy. He ran his fingers over Reno’s head, pulling him down as Baker sucked at Reno’s tongue. The action only made Reno’s cock throb like a frenzied heartbeat in his jeans. He had to do something to relieve the pressure.
It was a rush of excitement that shot through his veins as he kissed his mate lower, on his neck, savoring the sweet aroma of salty skin and a racing pulse. In that moment he didn’t care if something was wrong with his coyote or if he and Baker mated the traditional way, or even if he simply claimed the man. None of it mattered when Baker was lying here giving himself to Reno.
He was uninhibited beneath Reno, and that was all that mattered to him. The pulsing in his jeans intensified as he pushed Baker’s shirt up, kissing his navel and tracing a long, wet line over his abdomen. Baker moaned and his stomach jerked before Reno bit the button of the man’s pants.
Even beneath the fabric he could smell Baker’s desire. It was the sweetest scent in the world—strong, musky, and all for him. He nuzzled the pronounced outline in his mate’s jeans, leaving a wet mark before he used his fingers to unsnap them, pulling the zipper down slowly, teasing not only his mate, but himself.
Baker’s hips hitched and Reno knew it was involuntary. The excitement was building, just how he wanted it to.
“Reno, what if—”
“We won’t be caught,” he reassured his mate, hearing the deep, hungry need in his voice when he spoke. “I promise not to let anyone see you like this.” Reno kissed the skin right above Baker’s waistband. “No one will ever see something so intimate between us.”
He usually didn’t give a rat’s ass who saw him and what compromising position he was in. Reno wasn’t into exhibition. He just didn’t care. But the thought of anyone seeing Baker this way made him gnash his teeth as possessive rage filled him.
He’d gouge out anyone’s eyes if they even dared to look at Baker while he was so lost in passion. It was for him and him alone.
Using the tip of his finger, Reno lowered the waistband of Baker’s underwear to reveal a dark-red, weeping cockhead. He could feel his mate’s legs quivering as he tongued the head, licking away his evidence of desire.
A whoosh of air left Baker’s lungs as his body jerked. Reno sucked the head past his lips, working the flesh mercilessly as he brought Baker to the brink of climax only to ease back and start over again.
“W–Why are you teasing me?” Baker was breathless, barely getting the words out as his hands curled in at his sides.
Without answering, Reno took the cock down his throat, tightening his muscles before easing back. Teasing may be the end result, but the truth was, Reno was savoring the feel of his mate’s dick in his mouth.
He glanced up just as Baker looked down, brown eyes clashed with blue, and Reno could feel Baker’s submissive compliance in that one glance—that he was Reno’s to do with whatever he wanted. His eyes were heavy-lidded, sleepy looking, and seductive.
Reno’s fingers tightened on Baker’s thighs as he worked Baker’s cock, sucking the shaft with expertise as he brought his mate to climax. Baker threw his head back and shouted as hot seed filled his mouth and ran down his throat.
Reno petted with his hands as he suckled the flesh gently. Breathing raggedly, Baker relaxed back against the bed. He released the soft cock and then reared back on his knees, pulling his own aching flesh from his jeans.
Without asking, Baker was up and swallowing Reno down. Jesus! He was going to jack off on his mate’s belly, but this was so much better. Reno grabbed Baker’s thick, brown hair as he thrust forward, desperate for his release.
He growled and snapped his jaws, feeling his balls tighten as his cock pulsed between Baker’s sweet, beautiful, and very talented lips. His mate knew what he was doing. That thought shoved Reno closer to orgasm and made him want to rip out the throat of the man his mate had gained his experience from.
His body exploded like fireworks as his cock rammed down Baker’s throat, his cum shooting from his shaft as the man sucked Reno to the point his toes curled.
“Fuck!” Reno shouted as he pumped his hips a few more times until his sac was empty. His heart was thumping in his chest, his hands shaky as he let go of Baker’s hair. His mate pulled back and Reno tossed the man onto his back, kissing him and tasting his release on the man’s lips.
The room was silent, the traffic outside lost on Reno as he tried to gain control. How he wanted to fuck Baker, to claim the man. He had never cared before when it came to location, but Reno knew he couldn’t take his mate in the back room of the fire station, on what amounted to a cot.
So he eased back, running his fingers through Baker’s hair. “Now, that was what I call a very nice visit.”
Baker blushed as he lay there. “Not what I came here for, but yes, it was.”
Reno cocked his head. “Then what did you come here for?” He thought from the look in his mate’s eyes when they were standing in the bay that Baker had come here to fool around. Of course, he had been all for that. Now that the haze of lust was dissipating and Reno was paying attention, he could see something more in Baker’s eyes. “I thought you said you came by to invite me to dinner?”
“I did, but my apartment was broken into.”
Chapter Six
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